A diary should be kept up to date is true, but it is also true that in writing too often threatens to lapse into banality, we strive at all costs to find something to write. Are not always enlightened by philosophical reflections ee deep thoughts, or at least not always I am here to share. And then I also believe that the reflections are interesting if they are accompanied by episodes of adventures and stories. That's why in recent weeks, I am worried that more than live to write. That it seems almost believable, but wanting to be more concrete enough to say that I had to write voglia.Ed here is that since last month are changed a bit 'of things, the work has definitely increased and with it the things to think about, often there is no weekend taking, work period.
Then suddenly doing a chat at dinner the other night we decided to leave two days.
We're going to Ohrid. When we leave? The day after tomorrow! Sold!
Ohrid for the uninitiated is a charming city of Macedonia near the border with Albania, its lake is one of the oldest in the world and marks the border between the two countries. The old town was declared a world heritage site since 1980, and is a favorite destination of tourists visiting the Balkans.
After these two phrases come to guide us. Departure at 12 am, the journey is not very short, about 3 ½ hours, sometimes stopping to photograph landscapes, a break for lunch and crossing the border, we arrived in Ohrid. Being a famous tourist destination, the locals have adapted and arranged to welcome tourists and especially in low season is very difficult find a place to sleep. After a bit 'of trading we are able to rent an apartment not far from downtown for 35 € in four.
A nice walk in the historic center, and that comes to mind here is the first time that I was in Ohrid, a coincidence exactly two years have passed. They were the last days of November when I left for a week in a remote place of an unknown country to discover the unexpected charm and stunning beauty. I do not have special memories associated with those days, if not a week spent in good company for sure. Ohrid, however, has remained in my heart because it has contributed in no small way to make bloom my passion for the Balkans, passion I already had for the people and culture, to discover that these lands contain such beautiful places had made me excited. And for those still walking the streets if only for two days, I was very relaxed. I was reassured and was a good way to pull off.
Many do not even know where Macedonia is, what is its capital, as well as Albania. People just know that I'm going to Sarajevo in the summer and are now in Albania to begin to get confused. For me, that I am here and the people who live here is unthinkable confusion of gender, the two countries so similar in some respects of course, but for the most part very different. A culture so fascinating and so unknown us Italians, even if only a few miles from us. We prefer to try exotic destinations rather than discovering the wonders we have in the "backyard". Certainly not the fault of individuals but of misinformation that involves everyone, when someone asks me of the war, if it is dangerous to be here, if you shoot again, I try not to answer back, there is no war, there ' is danger, Tirana is quiet and safe at night, or at least more secure than the dark streets around La Rambla in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bwhere, however, every Italian was at least once to see the wonders of Gaudi.
Sometimes I like to pull out the things I go through your head, a little ' without a filter and a little 'telling what I do. After two days as a tourist I prepare two weeks of fire that will arise soon.
"The stone the builders rejected has become the cornerstone" Mk 12, 10
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